unfaithful lover -- open; weekly tasks [11/28 - 12/5]

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  • [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px][justify][size=10][font=georgia]Sweetophelia had gone to stand at the centre of the BlizzardClan camp, the tall Ragdoll cat's pale lilac eyes flittering around the quiet but busy area as she prepared to address the other BlizzardClanners. "I will be hosting this week's set of weekly tasks," the BlizzardClan Head Combatant announced simply, her dark plume-like tail swaying gently behind her as she spoke. "If you are interested in participating, please feel free to approach me and ask for a weekly task - you may request a minimum of three weekly tasks from me - but you must first complete your original weekly task before asking for an additional one."
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    [fancypost bgcolor=;border-top:0px;border-left:0px;border-right:0px;border-bottom:0px;width:410px;font-family:verdana;line-height:105%;font-size:10.5px;text-align:justify;margin-top:3px]Weekly tasks? Venturing closer, the ivory-furred femme would incline her head to the side in an inquisitive fashion. So... essentially, they were chores? That was certainly what it sounded like... not that it was bad, of course! She supposed it only made sense that clans would do this, given that so many of them were sharing the same space, this would ensure that people could all contribute to the effort of preserving their sense of community... or something along those lines. It was all just a guess, really. Though... there was one way she could confirm her assumptions. And so, clearing her throat, she hesitantly waved a paw, "Ah... I'll take one, miss!" Technically, she was only a visitor, a temporary resident. However, Lillie had yet to set a date for her departure, and it would certainly be rude to impose upon these creatures without offering to help them out in some way, shape, or form in return for their kind hospitality.



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  • [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px][justify][size=10][font=georgia]"Ah hello there," Sweetophelia offered the ivory-coloured molly cat a polite smile. She was a pretty young girl. "You're new to BlizzardClan, aren't you? Why don't you go and try making flower crowns for the other BlizzardClanners? Or just give out picked flowers if you don't know how to make flower crowns." Oftentimes she forgot that creating flower crowns was not necessarily a common skill among all animals, considering how much Sweetophelia had enjoyed crafting them in her youth and still even now. "What's your name, by the way?" Now as any was a good time to learn the stranger's name while she had her attention. "I'm Sweetophelia."
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  • [fancypost bgcolor=; border:0;width:450px;text-align:justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height:1.5]Weekly tasks were always good, right? She approached as well, a small smile on her tired face. "I'll take one, too. Don't go easy on me," In the past, what with her mental issues and personal issues, people had given her easy tasks. She wasn't a coward, and she could pull her weight just like everyone else.
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  • [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px][justify][size=10][font=georgia]Sweetophelia turned, smiling at the sight of her friend. It was curious in a way, because at one time, a very long time ago, she had only ever thought of Redlipstick as an "adult", the mother of her friend, Matty, but she no longer felt like a child when she addressed the BlizzardClan Head Paladin now. "Hmm, alright then," the BlizzardClan Head Combatant murmured, blinking considerately. "Will you organise training drills on self-defence for the younger members of BlizzardClan? Children specifically?" Recently, another child, Zuberi, had been captured by the Exiles, and it would do a great deal of good for the children of BlizzardClan to be singled out specifically for some much needed instruction.
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  • [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 425px; overflow: auto; font-size: 8.5pt; text-align: justify; color: silver; font-family: georgia;]So people could just come up here, ask for a task, and Sweetophelia would give one to them? That seemed oddly familiar... but Kamari hadn't been part of a clan until now, so she wasn't sure why she felt as if she had seen this scenario before. She couldn't resist asking for a task, not after her sudden feeling of deja vu. "Um, may I have a task, please?" the small tabby inquired softly after coming into sight, a light smile laced upon her maw as she flicked her tail back and forth, curious to hear what her new assignment would be.


    [spoiler=info (updated 11.25)]GENERAL:
    Kamari Marie Deerling — Nicknames include Kami and Mari
    ♀ — Demisexual — Apprentice of BlizzardClan
    6 Months old — Born May 5th
    Single — Not crushing
    Reincarnation of Allyson Deerling Grammaticus


    PHYSICAL: [ Reference ] | HEALTH: 100%
    A small brown dark tabby with jet black markings and stripes, as well as deep brown eyes. Her fur is long in length, though she is very lithe and thin.
    — Major injuries: N/A
    — Minor injuries: N/A


    PERSONALITY:
    — MEDIATOR; INFP
    — Kind, giving, selfless, friendly
    — Awkward, insecure, bookworm
    — Creative, artistic, compassionate


    [color=white]CONFRONTATION:
    Poorly skilled in combat — Prefers not to fight — Easy difficulty
    No known powers
    Attack in bold text or in any other noticeable color
    Can powerplay non-violent or peaceful actions

  • [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px][justify][size=10][font=georgia]"Of course, Kamari." Sweetophelia had not forgotten about the other girl when she remembered whom she truly was, when she had simply realised whom Alysanne was not. And the BlizzardClan Head Combatant had certainly remembered the dark tabby's seemingly natural talent for medicine and dealing a gentle hand for the ill, even if Sweetophelia herself had been largely unresponsive at the time in her sickness. "Why don't you take out a group of clanmates to go collecting herb supplies for Mary?" Hopefully it would be a gesture the BlizzardClan Medic appreciated and it could also be a helpful learning opportunity for others.
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    //rushed


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  • [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px][justify][size=10][font=georgia]"Certainly, Silvia," Sweetophelia offered the young owlet a quick smile as the BlizzardClan Paladin flew over to join them. What task to assign to her now? "Will you make a gift basket - include whatever gifts you think BoneClan would enjoy - and fly it down to their territory? Chat with them for a bit? Be friendly?" Sweetophelia was made the BlizzardClan ambassador to BoneClan two weeks ago and she had already visited them for the second time on Friday but the BlizzardClan Head Combatant thought that more frequent visits never hurt, especially from different faces.
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  • [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 425px; overflow: auto; font-size: 8.5pt; text-align: justify; color: silver; font-family: georgia;]Well, it seemed that Sweetophelia must have remembered that little moment. It was the only time thus far that Kamari had even shown anyone that she had herb knowledge, so of course this task had something to do with that, right? Not that Mari was complaining or anything, in fact she preferred it this way. She was given something to do that she enjoyed - something that made her feel comfortable and at home. "Okay, I'll get right on that," she replied with a light smile, turning to leave to gather together anyone who might be interesting in helping gather up herbs.


    [spoiler=info (updated 11.25)]GENERAL:
    Kamari Marie Deerling — Nicknames include Kami and Mari
    ♀ — Demisexual — Apprentice of BlizzardClan
    6 Months old — Born May 5th
    Single — Not crushing
    Reincarnation of Allyson Deerling Grammaticus


    PHYSICAL: [ Reference ] | HEALTH: 100%
    A small brown dark tabby with jet black markings and stripes, as well as deep brown eyes. Her fur is long in length, though she is very lithe and thin.
    — Major injuries: N/A
    — Minor injuries: N/A


    PERSONALITY:
    — MEDIATOR; INFP
    — Kind, giving, selfless, friendly
    — Awkward, insecure, bookworm
    — Creative, artistic, compassionate


    [color=white]CONFRONTATION:
    Poorly skilled in combat — Prefers not to fight — Easy difficulty
    No known powers
    Attack in bold text or in any other noticeable color
    Can powerplay non-violent or peaceful actions

  • [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 420px; text-align: justify; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;]"Throw me a somethin' Sweets," The new father waved a paw, a smile spreading across his maw.


    // rushed bro
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  • [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px][justify][size=10][font=georgia]"Sweets", was it now? Looking amusedly over at the yellow-eyed wildcat, Sweetophelia nodded quietly, quickly thinking to herself of a possible weekly task to offer to the newly made father. "Will you go over to RiverClan territory and pull a friendly prank on one of their members?" the BlizzardClan Head Combatant suggested, her dark tail swaying with her words. The RiverClanners were amongst BlizzardClan's friendlier allies and she anticipated that they would receive the jest in good humour.
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  • [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 385px;] [/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 385px;][justify]misty padded over next, vibrant tail swaying over the frosted ground. "got anything for me?" she asked as she padded up to the familiar feline.
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    [justify]Landon[/fancypost]
    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 420px; margin-top: -18px;][justify]-- [size=11pt]Dear fellow traveler, underneath the moon![/size][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 420px; margin-top: -6px;][justify]
    Landon's ears perked as he heard weekly tasks were being given out. He'd done something like those before! And honestly, they were quite fun. So, with the good memory in mind, the half-angel padded over there, tail wagging and a smile on his face as he plopped his butt down. "Hi! I'm Landon! Can I have one, pleeeeaseee?"" the young husky would ask. //rushed



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  • [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px][justify][size=10][font=georgia]Glancing over to Misty as the energetic canine approached, Sweetophelia thought quickly to herself of a potential weekly task to assign to the girl. "It's getting cold - why don't you try making hot chocolate for the clan? I'm sure you can find some supplies in one of the cabins." Her pale lilac eyes shifted onto Landon then - an unfamiliar new member, but fortunately he soon introduced himself to her. "Of course, I'm Sweetophelia," the tall Ragdoll cat added, introducing herself in turn. "It's already started to snow in some areas, will you find some volunteers and help clear out some of the snow around camp?"
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  • [size=8]Mack, as a deputy, wanted to do more for his clan. Approaching the crowd with ease, his face lit up with his signature grin. "I'll have a task, please!"


    [spoiler=INFORMATION TAGS]
    [size=8]GENERAL INFO
    — mack xerxes
    — nine moons
    — male; he/him
    — adopted by margaery
    — deputy [hp]
    APPEARANCE
    — macawnine [wolfdog with blue-yellow macaw pelt + wings]
    body ref
    body ref
    BATTLE TAGS
    — medium/tricky
    — no powers + can fly + sharp talons
    — no maim + no kill + can mildly injure
    — ask to capture + attack in #ffcc00

  • [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px][justify][size=10][font=georgia]Turning to Mack, Sweetophelia offered the brightly coloured canine a quick, polite nod in greeting. "Hmm, will you organize a small relay race for the clan, Mack?" the BlizzardClan Head Combatant suggested thoughtfully.


    mobile + school
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  • [size=8]A relay race? Awesome! "Can do!" He chirped, flying off.


    [spoiler=INFORMATION TAGS]
    [size=8]GENERAL INFO
    — mack xerxes
    — nine moons
    — male; he/him
    — adopted by margaery
    — deputy [hp]
    APPEARANCE
    — macawnine [wolfdog with blue-yellow macaw pelt + wings]
    body ref
    body ref
    BATTLE TAGS
    — medium/tricky
    — no powers + can fly + sharp talons
    — no maim + no kill + can mildly injure
    — ask to capture + attack in #ffcc00

  • [img width=510 height=412]http://i375.photobucket.com/al…/IMG_6651_zpsygzhsalm.jpg[/img]
    [shadow=#D59253,left]...Çelina[/shadow]


    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 400px; ;font-size:8pt;margin-top:-9px;letter-spacing: 0px; line-height: 98%;][justify][img width=10 height=10]http://vignette1.wikia.nocooki…/latest?cb=20140106142324[/img]"I'd like one, please," Çelina said as she padded over, dipping her head politely.
    [align=center][shadow=#D59253,left]But She Pressed On...[/shadow]



  • [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px][justify][size=10][font=georgia]Watching silently as Mack flew away with the promise to fulfill his weekly task, her attention was soon transferred to Çelina as the BlizzardClan Trainee walked up to her, requesting a task of her own. "Why don't you host a painting class - just for fun," the BlizzardClan Head Combatant suggested.


    mobile + school
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